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Of course it's all in your head, But that doesn't mean it Isn't true; then I am glad Your head is so clear, my head Is not, my head doesn't believe I am good enough, but does that mean Dear headmaster, that that is true? I know, you will surely say no. My head inserts pieces of my History into my present, and I know Yours does too, that is What heads do, and we are still Both humans. It is not words That are pretending to be wise That will help me outrun My own expectations, because It is all in my head and I will Make a change, because my head Is lying, it's lying, it is And you cannot possibly want me This time, to think is isn't.
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Mar 18, 2014
Mar 18, 2014 at 5:26 PM UTC
An Open Letter to Albus Dumbledore
Of course it's all in your head, But that doesn't mean it Isn't true; then I am glad Your head is so clear, my head Is not, my head doesn't believe I am good enough, but does that mean Dear headmaster, that that is true? I know, you will surely say no. My head inserts pieces of my History into my present, and I know Yours does too, that is What heads do, and we are still Both humans. It is not words That are pretending to be wise That will help me outrun My own expectations, because It is all in my head and I will Make a change, because my head Is lying, it's lying, it is And you cannot possibly want me This time, to think is isn't.
(Sincerely, Your potentially favourite student.)
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Mar 18, 2014
Mar 18, 2014 at 5:26 PM UTC
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